Money to be made with moves to make
The right to exist and do business
Time to occupy each corner occupants
Do comply and follow obstruction
Not your average FAQ
Free software for the eye to sync
Learn sign language before we lose our freedom of speech
Thus page is an open source of parapsychological poetry
The movie extra you did not see coming
Firewall around the communication bubble
Saving up ameros to invest online
Pedestrians crossing walking the line
No binge drinking only red wine
The liver gets important just in time
4x4 on every Friday
Don't forget the right of way
Moral duty on everyday basis
Pledge to humanity not a three colored quilt,
The man infested with manifestation
Where did this past year go?
About 10 jobs and no money saved,
I've died like about 5 times,
Baptize my nostril and felt my brain vaporized,
Having an auction for my addiction,
Suffering from wisdom erosion,
Once enlightened by the souls resurrections,
Here's to you higher evidence of existence,
Please end this phase of false occasions,
This human ghost rider is at his last hour with decaying flowers,
Three quarters shy of death,
Life is just a biological process,
Space continuum hole to heaven just to hide,
Or to the future perhaps,
Thus next year might be my last.
Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 3:28 AM UTC
Money to be made with moves to make
The right to exist and do business
Time to occupy each corner occupants
Do comply and follow obstruction
Not your average FAQ
Free software for the eye to sync
Learn sign language before we lose our freedom of speech
Thus page is an open source of parapsychological poetry
The movie extra you did not see coming
Firewall around the communication bubble
Saving up ameros to invest online
Pedestrians crossing walking the line
No binge drinking only red wine
The liver gets important just in time
4x4 on every Friday
Don't forget the right of way
Moral duty on everyday basis
Pledge to humanity not a three colored quilt,
The man infested with manifestation
Where did this past year go?
About 10 jobs and no money saved,
I've died like about 5 times,
Baptize my nostril and felt my brain vaporized,
Having an auction for my addiction,
Suffering from wisdom erosion,
Once enlightened by the souls resurrections,
Here's to you higher evidence of existence,
Please end this phase of false occasions,
This human ghost rider is at his last hour with decaying flowers,
Three quarters shy of death,
Life is just a biological process,
Space continuum hole to heaven just to hide,
Or to the future perhaps,
Thus next year might be my last.
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